First there was Veronica Falls – who, if you remember, had absolutely nothing to do with Kirstie Alley – and now there’s Golden Grrrls, who, as far as we can tell, have nothing to do with Bea Arthur. What is it about hazy indie-pop bands who bury their glory under a mountain of fuzz and split their time between worshiping C86 and worshiping second-rate American sitcoms? You could at least call your band Friends or M.A.S.H. Read more »
Posts Tagged ‘Three Cheers’
Call for Night Control
To me, Night Control sounds like the name of a slightly lame superhero whose aim would be to control the nightlife of a city and whose special power would be the ability to turn people sober. He’d halve teenage pregnancy and drink-driving deaths, but he’d be really fucking unpopular and every time he arrived everyone would turn down their music. Thankfully he doesn’t exist; something much funner does. Read more »
Watch those Sharp Ends
Calgary, Alberta is a generally pretty cold city I know little about apart from that it hosted the Winter Olympics when Jamaica entered; and I only know that because Cool Runnings was my favourite film when i was a kid (I still think it’s great. And, interestingly, pint-sized gambling football substitute Michael Owen claims it’s the only film he’s ever seen). There’s something in this cold, bleak environment that must inspire dark, post-punk bands. I guess having to wear big coats and seeing steam come out of your mouth must make everyone feel a little more like Ian Curtis. Read more »
TOTALLY HEAVY HAWAII
So, if you weren’t really bored of hearing about Wavves, you’d probably be wondering what Nathan Williams was doing before all the hype, backlash, stage breakdowns and fights with Black Lips that followed. Well, he was playing in a pretty good “tropical psych-folk trio” called Fantastic Magic and he dressed like like he played in Devendra Banhart’s backing band. They played a bunch of shows, released a CD-R, a tape and a 7″, and then split up. So what happened to the other members of the group? Well, two of them, specifically Matthew and Sundar, became Heavy Hawaii. Read more »
OOH HEAVEN IS A BAND ON EARTH
Is it sad to want to spend eternity in a bar? I can’t help but imagine heaven to be a really cool joint where Lester Bangs, Karl Marx and Shakespeare shoot the shit on velvet stools over free beers poured by Ted Danson or Barbara Windsor. This may not be the most thrilling vision of Shangri-La, but it’s more exciting than angels in white robes sitting on fluffy clouds and spinning Joanna Newsome records. Read more »
Weed Diamond sees the sun where there’s none
When I think of Denver, Colorado, I think of lumberjack shirts, the Rocky Mountains and John Denver (though he was born in Roswell). One thing I certainly didn’t expect was that it would inspire the kind of sunstroke sounds that have come from Denver resident Tim Perry under his fucking awful moniker Weed Diamond. It’s great that you smoke loads of dope and everything, but unless you’re Afro Man, you look like a dick telling everyone. Fortunately the music’s fucking great.
GERMAN MEASLES ARE SICK (OR ILL – WHATEVER LAME PUN YOU PREFER)
The bad thing about the endless versatility of viruses and diseases is all the unstoppable death that they spread. The good thing is that we’ve been given plenty of good band names by this microscopic death squad: the Germs, Anthrax, Aids Wolf, Cancer Bats, the Cramps, Pestilence, Agoraphobic Nosebleed, Tuberculosis Boy. It’s inevitable that there’s a thousand bands called Swine Flu already (and equally inevitably that 500 of them are noise bands). That must make Avian Flu feel a little old-hat. Anyway, here is the next entry into this dubious pantheon: the German Measles. Read more »
IT’S A BOTTIN HALLOWEEN DISCO
It’s that time of year again, the time when William Bottin comes out from behind the curtain to hide razorblades in your kids’ apples and flood the street with Horror Disco. He’s playing a couple of Halloween-y UK dates this week. If you don’t know why you should go along, then click through to hear “Disco for the Devil”. Read more »
Three Cheers - Audacity
Audacity are four slacker kids from California who play rambunctious, slop-pop garage songs that usually wobble like shopping trolley wheels at terminal velocity. They’re off on tour with Mika Miko this summer in the US. We asked them to introduce themselves over the ether. Read more »
Three Cheers - Le Face
This week we introduce you to Los Angeles-based nihilist punk types Le Face and their snotty, sloppy, jangly, post-punk racket.
